Remember the girls’ weekend I went on a couple weekends ago? Yeah, that one when we decided to hit up a winery and torture the pregnant girl? Yep.
One of the conversations in the car went like this:
-Kenzie: “How’s Baby Girl’s name coming along?”
-Me: “I don’t know! I feel so much pressure with her name. Caring for a newborn? I got this. Her name is so important. What if I change my mind? What if she becomes one of seven Emma’s in her class? I won’t ever be able to choose one. Too much pressure!”
-Mom: “Oh my gosh, you’re crazy.”
{Ok, that might not be exact but you get the gist.}
I’ve literally been around kids and babies for as long as I can remember. I grew up with 3 younger siblings; I babysat for other families some in high school and I nannied for the most fabulous 3 kids when I was in college. I’ve been lucky enough to have friends have babies before me so they let me hang with their littles from time to time! I know for a fact that being a mom will bring new challenges and experiences but I’m not really nervous about caring for a tiny human.
{I really hope I’m not jinxing myself, here.}
I am nervous about naming her. Having two educators for parents, she’s already up against some challenges because way too many names get knocked off the potential list immediately. {When you teach 200 students every year, there’s bound to be a few names you don’t want to repeat.} But I also second-guess myself because I tend to be fickle when it comes to things I like and dislike. For example, we’ve lived in our house for just over five years. If I was starting with a blank canvas today, it would look completely different than it does now. Different furniture, different accents, different pillows. If I was planning our wedding right now, it would have some different details than our day did 5 years ago.
So what if we pick a name and in a few days/months/years/decades I don’t like it anymore? We’re stuck. For her entire life. You see how this is scary for someone like me? Or what if we pick a name and then it becomes hugely popular? She could get made fun of for her name if it’s too weird. What if she can’t spell it when she goes to kindergarten? A name is such a defining piece of who a person is.
At this point, we’ve been tossing names around more seriously for about 8 or 9 weeks. I haven’t been sleeping through the night – which is quite an adjustment for me because pre-pregnancy, I was a deep sleeper and I was pretty much knocked out as soon as my head hit the pillow. About 3am the other night I asked David what he thought of the name that has been my favorite one for a while now. His response? “I think I like it.” God must know how scary this whole naming thing can be so that’s why he gave us 40 weeks to think about it.
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